The Pursuit Story of the Passerby Male Protagonist

There are some stories, even if you read them from books or hear them from others, they are often not as impressive as seeing or experiencing them with your own eyes.

If Touma can understand this level of truth, what has been lacking in her piano can be completely made up for.

But only if...

"Trust me once, instead of practicing the music tirelessly in the piano room every day, it's better to have a good rest here. And to practice, isn't it possible for you to practice at any time in the coffee shop every day? Brother Yuanzhi also I'll be very happy."

"Well, let me give it a try." After thinking for a while and taking a deep look at Daisuke, Touma still nodded in agreement.

Daisuke did not realize that at the moment Daisuke said this sentence,

……

Afterwards, Daisuke told Touma about the general purpose of the club founded by Tomoya. Originally, Lun also planned to act as an introducer, but Daisuke didn't think that Touma would put his words on the table. heart.

Because the time passed almost, and it was almost time to start class, I followed the others to say hello, Daisuke and Touma also left the activity club.

Just after returning to the classroom with Dongma one after another, the bell rang again suddenly.

Qian Jing had returned to the classroom without knowing why, and was resting on the table.

By the way, Daisuke suddenly remembered something, he took out the note that Touma had just handed to him from his pocket, and wanted to return it to Touma.

"Touma, take this sheet music back."

"No, I've written it down anyway, you can keep it for yourself."

It seemed like he hadn't exercised for a long time, but after going to Lunya's activity room, Touma felt exhausted, and shook his hands tiredly, signaling Daisuke not to disturb him for the time being up.

"It's just right. If you have time in the evening, try playing it on the piano in the coffee shop. Although the tune has been memorized, your hands are really itchy."

"Well, well, it's up to you. At that time, you can play however you want, but don't bother me any more from now until the end of school in the afternoon." Waving his hand, Touma moaned a little tiredly. He curled his whole body into his arms and remained motionless.

It's the same old again...

Daisuke looked left and right, shrugged, and sighed with a wry smile.

"Takami-san, come and help your two deskmates answer this question."

On the podium, blinking at him, Hiratsuka-sensei looked deliberately serious, called his name, and asked a question.

Alas, every time, the most wronged person has always been me.

Daisuke slowly stood up from his seat.

……

noon,

On a bench beside a slightly remote courtyard on campus,

"That is to say, did you trick that classmate Touma into An Yilunya's club?"

Senjouhara, who was sitting next to Daisuke, said softly while eating the bento in small bites.

"Well, I also wanted to invite her to join the service department, but you are also clear about the situation between her and Yukinoshita, so after thinking about it, Lunye-kun has been having a headache for music planning, so I will Dongma's invitation has passed."

Daisuke enjoyed the bento made by Zhanjouhara very much. With a satisfied expression on his face, he told Zoujouhara what he had done in the morning. After all, these are not shameful things. Some spammers like to send email notifications, it is better to let yourself inform the other party personally,

However, it seems that Senjouhara is not dissatisfied with Daisuke's every move,

"It's very good, Daisuke-kun. You are very enthusiastic about ordinary classmates. Even Touma-san, a girl who is difficult for ordinary people to get close to, is able to take care of you. I really envy you."

"Ara, Senjogahara, Touma is my deskmate after all, and you are my closest person now, I can distinguish the relationship between them, don't worry." Daisuke immediately announced himself oath.

"It's good to know." With a smile on his face, Zhanjouhara gently pointed at Daisuke's neck with the bamboo chopsticks in his hand, his squinted eyes revealed a slight edge of chill.

"But if you let me know that if there is any bad news about you and Touma-san in that coffee shop, heh, you know it yourself."

"Hey, hey, I understand." Daisuke buried himself in the lunch box and began to fight hard, saying repeatedly.

Chapter 71 Are you free this weekend?

Chapter 71 Are you free this weekend? Chapter 71 Are you free this weekend? Chapter 71

"Hey, Senjougahara, are you free this weekend?"

Just finished lunch, and realized that there was still some time before the afternoon class, Daisuke thought about it, looked at Senjogahara who was looking up at the sky, Daisuke asked softly.

"Well, I'm free, what's the matter?"

Zhan Zhanyuan was quietly looking at the floating white cloud in the sky, and his angle of view was moving along with the direction in which the white as new cloud was floating. However, even though his sight was focused on the sky, the attention of his heart was not It was the boy lying on the bench next to him with his head on his knees.

Senjogahara's knee pillow can be regarded as a great enjoyment given by Senjogahara to Daisuke after lunch every day.

"If possible, how about going back to the Fuji Forest with me this weekend?"

He didn't know why, although it hadn't been long since he left Fujibayashi, and it was only less than two months, but now Daisuke always felt that he missed Fujibayashi a little.

It's not that he feels uncomfortable with the land of Toyosaki, of course not.

And it wasn't just because he missed Fujibayashi that the desire to go back arose in his heart.

Originally, he said goodbye to them a few months ago, which meant that he would never come back again, but, but.

Daisuke's face involuntarily sank,

because--

"Is there something important that you have to go back to? It seems quite far from Toyosaki, right?"

Without looking at Daisuke, the moist eyes of the purple-haired girl were still staring at Yun who was getting farther and farther away from her, and she couldn't help but want to reach out her hand, but she responded to Daisuke's question.

Daisuke was lying on the slightly cold but comfortable bench, feeling the softness of Senjougahara's thigh, he couldn't help scratching his head, and said with a smile: "It's not too important, but China and I still have Xia, and uncle, talked about the things between us, but they seemed to be a little worried about my vision. If they have time, let me go back and give a detailed explanation. I also know that the journey is a bit far away. If it is, it will take at least half a day, if you think it is a bit far away, then I can go back alone."

"Friday night, or Saturday daytime?"

"Friday night, I'm going to take a two-day leave with Boss Yuanzhi today. If I go back that night, I should arrive around twelve o'clock at night." Daisuke had already made the plan in his heart, and heard the When Yuan asked, he told the truth.

"Then I'll talk to my father at noon on Thursday, and I'll go to the station with you on Friday night, can I make it in time?"

"So, you agreed?"

"Didn't you ask me to go back with you? Why should I refuse?"

"That's really great. Qianxia, ​​Xia and Uncle are all very good people. On Saturday, I will take you to the 'Fairy Temple' where I used to work."

"'Furyuan'? A very suspicious name? Could it be that you used to be a cowherd, Daisuke?"

amount……

Daisuke also felt that the name of the restaurant was indeed a bit imaginative, but he still had no choice but to refute and complained about Zhan Zhanyuan Heiyi, "That's not it, it's just a very ordinary Japanese restaurant, and the cook inside also has service. The students are very good, I got a lot of knowledge about cooking there.”

"Is that so?"

"Don't look at me with such guessing and suspicious eyes, it's a restaurant, and you'll know when I take you there." Daisuke seemed to be recalling something very interesting, with great interest He introduced the time when he worked part-time at Furyuan to Zhanjobara.

"Let's leave it to you, but when the time comes, I will try to maintain the most basic etiquette in front of your relatives or childhood sweethearts. This is what I promise you." Turning his face to the other side, the battlefield Yuan said softly.

However, Daisuke, who was already a little familiar with Senjouhara’s character, until he turned his head to the other side while talking to him, it meant that Senjogahara was feeling restless at the moment, or a little bit shy.

"There's no need to worry. My uncle raised me from a young age. I had no choice but to leave Fujibayashi. Although Qianxia's character is a little careless, she has a careful side, let alone Xia. She is a A guy who is gentler than me. You will get along well." Lying on Senjogahara's lap, Daisuke gently shook Senjogahara's soft and somewhat cold hand, signaling the girl not to worry too much .

"I'll take care of everything, you can rest assured."

"I hope so."

Although it was only a side face facing Daisuke, when Daisuke saw Senjouhara say this, the corners of Daisuke's ears were a little rosy.

……

…………

"My lord, do you really want to go back?"

"...I'll talk about these things later." I was almost slapped down by this sentence suddenly, Daisuke looked a little embarrassed, looked around, lowered his voice, and whispered back in the direction of his own shadow said a word.

"Didn't my lord say that at the time? If there are no accidents in the future, you will not go back. Didn't you say that going back now will only cause trouble for them?"

"...Hush, keep your voice down? We'll be talking about these things later."

"However, Miss Zhanjouhara, hasn't she already returned to the classroom? What else is my lord worried about?" In the shadow, Shin Kabashita didn't seem to see Daisuke's predicament at this moment, and was still talking on his own.

"Here...here is not a place to talk. Let's talk about it later, okay? Blade Heart." For some reason, Blade Heart felt that Daisuke's voice trembled slightly when he was speaking.

"Huh? Why? This is not my lord's classroom, and there is no one else. My lord, what are you worried about?"

#! !

I really can't stand the heart under the blade. This is sometimes a routine of pretending to be stupid. Daisuke's forehead raised a symbol like the "#" in Two-dimensional, and his voice suddenly amplified several times from the low voice just now.

"Heart under the blade, did you do it on purpose! Didn't you see that the Lord you are talking about is in the men's bathroom!!!! How can you calm me down, even if I am here to discuss those things with you, can you first Please wait for my convenience to finish before talking!!!!!!”

This damn heart under the blade is usually fine, why did it go wrong again?

However, I don't know if it was intentional, but the moment after Daisuke's angry voice came out, the voice of Kasashika Shin who was chattering just now suddenly disappeared.

Just when Daisuke was hesitating whether to pull Shinto out of his shadow and give him a good lesson, there was a sound of a door lock opening from a bathroom behind him, and the next moment, a A classmate who I am very familiar with.

"So it's Takami-san. I just heard Takami-san's angry voice inside? I thought something happened, huh? Takami-san, has anyone been here just now?" The boy in school uniform came out from inside, with a faint smile on his face, looking at Daisuke Takami who was squatting on the ground, and asked curiously.

Daisuke also recognized this person and hurriedly shook his head.

"Squad leader Kitahara, what a coincidence, just now I was just here..." Daisuke rolled his eyes a few times, finally thought of an excuse, and said with a smile: "Just now Qian Jing gave me a script, I was trying to Let's see if one person can play two roles, I thought there was no one in the bathroom, um, um, I'm so sorry..."

While Daisuke scolded Hashimoto who had been silent for a long time in his heart, he bowed and apologized to this handsome and quiet young man surnamed Kitahara.

Kitahara, maybe in Toyosaki, if everyone mentions this surname, all the students will only think of one person,

One of the five whites, Haruki Kitahara.

Known by the students as a "senior, junior or classmate" who responds to requests,

Moreover, he belongs to the same class as Daisuke, one of the five blacks, and is also the monitor of Daisuke.

That's why Daisuke wondered if Shinkaba deliberately made Zizai feel so embarrassed in front of the other party.

"Oh? Takami-kun knows about Izumi-san's drama? I watched it last year too, it was excellent." Kitahara looked admiring as if recalling something.

"Huh? Oh, is that so? It's really surprising, hehe, surprising."

"Well, it's almost time for class anyway, why don't we go back together when you meet my classmates, let me tell you about the drama that Izumi performed at the college festival last year, it was very popular among teachers and students in the school Woolen cloth."

After washing his hands, Kitahara walked to the door of the bathroom, looked at Daisuke beside him, and said invitingly.

"Well, yes."

Daisuke hurriedly smiled and followed.

He had always felt that Qian Jing, who had cheated him so many times, had hidden many things from him.

And because he was in the class, it was not easy for Daisuke to ask the students in the class.

However, it seems that now,

Ah.

……

(ps: First of all, let me say a little bit, generally, as long as the opinions of book friends, I will accept them with an open mind. The premise is that you don’t want to spray randomly. So, when I saw the last chapter, it was almost from the same book When my friends complained about forty, I was still a little excited. After all, what does this represent.

The Tucao list can advance several places! ! ! !

Whoops, just kidding.

Of course, the comments made by the book friend in the previous chapter are completely pertinent, and I also feel that I am seriously reading my book.

So let the Prophet speak here.

I only admit one thing, originally I just wanted to show the gentle side of the male protagonist, but it seems that it has become a bit mummy, so I will slowly fix it next time.Take your time and don't rush.

I am not ashamed to correct mistakes.

Of course, I didn't change the plot specifically to suit the tastes of book lovers.

Sorry if you think so.

We just fix it, we just perfect it.

Ah ha ha ha ha! ! !

So, please.

Mo-slow-wait)